He moved my hands to a bar in front of me and quickly bound by wrists to it with a leather strap. I wanted to turn my head around, but thought better of it. Breathing slowly, I convinced myself not to panic. He could do anything he wished to me; I would have to wait and see what he wanted.
I felt his hands run across my backside and between my legs, without the cloth this time. He explored my p***y and ass completely using water to moisten his fingers. His breathing was heavy and it filled my ears. I heard him stand behind me and his clothing rustled.
I had heard my uncles m**********g enough to know what he was doing. I didn't turn my face from the wall. Soon, I felt the warm ejaculate land on my bare back as he groaned. A damp cloth softly wiped it away and a second one dried my skin.
